The sun is setting and the sky is getting late.

In the primeval forest, the evening breeze is fragrant.

The huge stockade where the Hagan of the Wari lived was really too big.

It's on a hill that's not very high.

However, the seven or eight hills, from the bottom of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, are full of dense Vari houses.

Looks like there's a bazaar or something.

The road is even more accessible in all directions, like a spider web.

It's all stone pavement, very spacious, and polished.

Ji Da is right, don't say 30,000 people here, even if you live 50,000 people, it's no problem.

Heigen Village is too big......

At the foot of the mountain, ancient stones, of a very large kind, were piled up to a huge wall of ten meters high.

Moss dappled from the city walls. The long vines show an endless sense of vicissitudes in the setting sun.

It seems that this big village has existed for too long.

The peak in the middle of the stockade is the highest, and it may be 100 meters above the ground!

There is a huge wooden building there. In front of the building, there is a large banner of the Vali people.

The banner has a black background, gold lines, and is embroidered with a tiger.

The evening breeze blows, the flag rolls over the tiger, and it is very imposing.

Obviously, that's Hagen's residence.

Majesty. Atmosphere.

In the setting sun, the huge wood emits a jet-black light, and the momentum is thousands.

Hagen Roman, let him be under the big banner, holding the thick wooden railing in front of him with both hands.

Dressed in a black tight-fitting stub national costume and wearing a gold-threaded hat, the skull on his chest was because he had fled, and he didn't know where he had fallen.

At this time, his broad chest was very empty, and his muscles were protruding.

The arms are even more muscular, showing special strength.

The majesty of that face, the cold light of the tiger's eyes, condescending, looking down on everything, is really quite awesome.

There is a taste of primate overlord in the primeval forest, the earth emperor of the place where the mountain emperor does not come.

Beside him, there were dozens of guards holding a slight charge, which added to his majesty.

There are also hundreds of pale Aina, each holding a blowpipe-like weapon, with poisonous needles hidden in it, and a black robe like a Yin Si Dao person, which makes people's scalps tingle when they look at it.

What's even more imposing is that on the top of the ancient city wall, there are no less than a thousand dense earthen guns.

Countless archers, with their bows and arrows, aimed directly at the large square in front of the main gate of the stockade.

The gate was wide open, and there were already hundreds of hunting dogs, the kind of wolfdogs that belonged to the specially bred Wali people.

The breeding offspring of the green wolf and the domestic dog, used for hunting, are extremely fierce and have extra-long fangs.

The formation of humans and dogs is extremely murderous.

Just wait for Kurogen to give an order, and everything will explode.

The whole village was very quiet.

Even the dog doesn't bark.

In front of countless doors, on the side of the streets, stood the men, women and children of the Wari people, with the undulations of the mountains.

They all looked quietly at the square in front of the wall, with hatred and doubt.

Even the dog didn't bark.

The square in front of the village is formed by a huge stone, and it is no problem to stand tens of thousands of people.

The ancestors of the Wari people dug this place, chiseled it flat, and used it to dry prey, food, and so on.

Usually, there are also Han Chinese traders who come to this square to sell things.

On the other three sides of the square, a river is bypassed, and on the banks of the river, the mountains are not high.

But at this time. On all the hills, there are other Wari warriors.

Nima, all over the mountains and fields, is too many to count.

When Mr. Shun and his entourage, dragging the feather dragon and dragging the Nirvana chain, stepped into the square, it was really shocking.

With Chen Shun here, everyone is not afraid.

Just shocked by this ancient huge village, it is simply a superb historical living relic.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of historical vicissitudes, thick and unique.

Stones, ancient woods, and ancient architectural ornaments are full of surprising flavors.

Of course, the preparation of the Waris for such an internal and external offensive is indeed a bit stressful, but it is not so fierce.

It's just that if you don't agree with each other, hehe, all the pink ghosts are there, and all the chicken blood is beaten, and you can't live your life.

Chen Shun was very calm and walked in the front.

Wide black clothes and black pants. Drifting in the evening breeze.

His hair is flying, and his expression is calm.

With a cigarette in one hand, he drank a strong liquor.

Even Jida was trembling, and she couldn't understand why her father had done this to the benefactor of the Valis.

Because they, the Han people, have already killed the big monster snake!

Ji Da tightly grasped the corner of Chen Shun's clothes and followed him. Tag after.

She even thought that if there was a war, she would definitely stand in front of Waka Heixiu, sacrifice for him, and dedicate herself to him!

Behind this group of people, there was naturally a huge monster snake that made the Varies' scalps tingle.

The big monster snake is dead, though. But twisted, huge, the head looked terrifying.

Many children were scared and cried, and they got into the arms of adults, not daring to make a sound.

In a short time, you will reach the very center of the square. At the top of the mountain, Roman spoke.

"Six Han ghosts, stop! Put Ji Da down! I can still not kill you! But you will be slaves here until you die! It was your plane that fell and blew up our stockade. Nineteen dead and fifty wounded! Otherwise, all the guns will come at you, and all the arrows will come at you. Gida. She is the daughter of the god Hehu, and her sacrifice is worth it!"

The air swallows mountains and rivers, and the sound is like a bell, echoing in the valley, and spreading far and wide.

The leader of one side is really extraordinary.

As soon as he finished. As soon as the hand is raised, there is a posture of ordering.

Moreover, inside and outside the village, the voice that responded to him sounded, lifting his strength: "Roar, roar, roar!"

Three times in a row, it was simply tens of thousands of people roaring in unison. The feeling of shaking the sky and shaking the grass and trees.

In the torrent of sound, it seems that the evening breeze is a little stronger.

Everyone understands the meaning of the Vali dialect.

Hao Yi dragged Yulong and couldn't help but scold: What a beast father, I don't know what to do. What about us?

Yin Ye Shen said: "Shut up, you, Mr. Shun is here, what's the matter with you?"

At this time, Mr. Shun smiled faintly, threw away the cigarette butt, and was about to say something, but Ji Da burst into tears.

Ji Da really roared like blood and tears, called out to his father, and then stated everything.

After all, Mr. Shun told her that the god Hei Xiu locked the big monster snake in the cave of the gods, and the gods were gone, but the Wari people had fed them for thousands of years and sent them to the maidens for sacrifice. It's all this big monster snake.

Inside and outside the entire big village, no one spoke, and Ji Da's voice spread poignantly to every corner.

She talked about everything, about poisoning, and was saved by Hermes-Epitek.

At last. He even rushed to the front of Chen Shun, stretched out his immature arms to block him, and screamed miserably: "Father! The person behind me is my Wow Ka Hei Xiu! It is the man I want to serve all my life! It is your son-in-law! You can't kill him! Hei Xiu's spirit is not in the cave, he is long gone! We are all fools, we are all fools, and we are only feeding big monster snakes! We can't do this anymore! You have to kill them." Come down first, kill me, kill me with your own hands!"

The little girl just reached Mr. Shun's chest, but at that time, she was really brave. Sincere from the heart, fearless.

Even if her thinking is tendony, it is also the purest, the most lovely, and touching.

After speaking, she turned around, hugged Chen Shun's waist stiffly, tears rolled down, turned her head to look at Dazhai, and looked up at her father.

Her eyes were extremely firm, and she did not hesitate.

Black and white are clear, pure and thorough, and so poignant.

The evening breeze seemed to be a little strong, blowing her black hair and dancing endlessly.

The audience was silent, as if everyone was silent.

Jida is so touching......

Even many of the Vali women wept, silently wiping away their tears. It's so sad!

Many Vali men trembled when they heard their guns and bows, and their expressions were moved.

It turns out that for many years, the fruit girls who sacrifice every year, they have fed the big monster snake!

At the time of sacrifice. When they left, they tied up and walked, and they cried so sadly!

It turns out that the gods we believe in are not there, and they feed the big monster snake every day!

Legend has it that it is a great snake that will destroy the entire Wari people!

The facts are right in front of you, the big monster snake is dead, and the ghosts did it!

How good do they have to be?

Oh my God, the gods of Heixiu, are you as good as them?

Even the high Aina men, the blowpipe in their hands trembled.

The expression on Rahman's majestic face was also slightly loosened, and he slowly lowered his right hand that was raised high.

Suddenly, he roared like a mountain and a river: "Ji Da, you will come back immediately! The clansmen killed and injured by the plane cannot be killed and injured in vain, and the Han ghost must pay the price, otherwise, this is not fair! He is not my son-in-law, I will not want such a son-in-law!"

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